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The chase

 


The chase

“You have no obligations towards people who command you to do what they want you to do, not what you entirely desire.”

Time was running out; they were getting me ready to an unacceptable wedding party, taking me to a mall, buying me a dress like if I were their doll, a doll has no single right to say ‘yes’ or ‘no’…

Everything was fake, their eyes, their smiles, and even their prayers.

Let’s go back till we reach the moment I was in the car previously, sitting among two chubby women, watching a male of his acquaintances driving in the opposite of my eyesight, placing a cigarette in his mouth, playing folkloric songs from early antiquity period, and paying no attention for anyone.

I had no idea how I encountered a situation like this, but I could have enough time to quit that shit and continue living the way I wish and hope not what others decide for me.

Both ladies beside me were talking about the design each one of them chose, thinking that those designs suit me the most. Absurdities! Lack of love and lack of minds.

I exploited their absence while they were bringing back forgotten stuff from home, I was in the ‘fitting room’ dressing like a sad lady, but beautiful as well.

I changed my outfit and moved quickly further from there, like a horse, like a rocket, furious and free, crying loudly and leaving forever.

They led me involuntarily to act like an immature person, but that was the only choice I had.

I noticed a car following me, I didn’t recognize whose car was that but I proceeded an undeniable favor by misleading the driver and getting him stuck in town’s cemetery, lonely, in the dark, calling out my name like a crazy jailed man.

Instead of being lost for a whole night, liable to be harmed any moment, I preferred going to the restaurant I work at as a waitress, the most comfortable and warm place for me, everyone there was cheered and amazed by my visit, presenting me water and one of their special dishes, asking about late occurred circumstances, and calming me down, insulting whoever ruined my futuristic plans, interrupting them and making me feel upset.

Only few months remained, and I would be travelling abroad working as a game developer in a certain company in Italy, but I needed a temporary area to hide at until I get everything ready and getting myself ready too, physically and psychologically.

I slept the way I was sitting on the bar chair, so I felt someone laying down a jacket on my chest, saying things I couldn’t hear, I woke up in sudden, seeing a mate in front of my eyes, caring, and kind-hearted for the first time with me, he sat nearby, concerned about my condition, holding my hands and saying: “you’ll be alright, you’ve always been strong, you’ve always been like that”

Tears dropped out of my eyes, meanwhile, he forgot about his boundaries, so did I, he hugged me tightly wiping my tears, then offered me a rent flat in the same building he lived in and promised to help me achieving my goals as soon as possible.

The most beautiful thing is that even when he gave me a hand, he asked firstly for my permission. Unforgettable moments, people and events. But time changes us, our characters and our main moods,

“I’ll be okay. Whatever I’m doing is right or wrong, it’s what I want.”

They chased me, and I chased my dreams.

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